- A little gale will soon disperse that cloud,
And blow it to the source from whence it came;
Thy very beams will dry those vapors up,
For every cloud engenders not a storm.
Clarence in Shakespeare’s Henry 6.3 (5.3.10)
Horoscopes for 1.2.2020
If you are under 20 years old, then yes, that’s right, you’ve never seen this before. But seriously, anyone over the age 21? Ain’t our first rodeo like this, no matter what the pundits suggest.
Happy new year, happy birthday to some, and aren’t we glad we’re all starting over? It’s a new dawn. We’ll see how that works. In the bulk of Shakespeare’s canon of works, there is a question never fully answered, more like a rhetorical question, do the skies, the heavens, the odd gods define our fates? Or are we free agents, able to pick and choose our own destiny, with the hand of fate not playing a part of this one?
Determinism, versus free will, and what picks what happens to us? Is our fate a sealed deal, all depending on the some arbitrary arrangement of stars and planets in the night’s sky? Or are we free to pick and choose, and is this just totally random?
Heavy, metaphysical question, free will versus pre-determined fate, and one that weighs heavy on the Capricorn soul. Are we in charge of our destinies, or is there a collective, guiding consciousness that helps direct us? Again, heavy material, happy Capricorn birthday, and is it freedom of choice, or are we doomed? I tend to believe that the planets and their orbs describe energies, and then, that we — as humans on planet earth — get a chance to respond to those energies. It’s about how we respond to what’s presented, rather than believing that fate is a complete novel, already written. That’s my understanding, this moment. Might change. However, in making that first assumption, as a starting point? It’s about picking and choosing how your Capricorn self responds to what is offered up this new year.
While waiting someplace, maybe, I don’t recall, I overheard a young mom tell her, looked like a three year-old kid, the mom said? “You can have a baby when you have a license.” I smirked, then pursed my lips, and sotto voce, “You have to have a license to have a baby?” I believe the response, was, “Well, right. Only makes sense. So she can have a job, and drive her car to work and the grocery store because I’m not going to do it, you know.” My mind slipped off towards a different direction, a baby license, like, have to pass a written test, and then, drive a test baby around the block or something. Good thing this isn’t left up to me.